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Tempest Serenity Ainsley-Tennyson (_tempest) wrote,

Such language. Ugh! Tempest was not a fan. She appreciated dirty talk just as much as the next person did, but there was something to be said for choosing not only the right moments, but the right wording. And Max did not seem to grasp either of those concepts. But she was relieved from having to chide him for it by Zowie taking care of it for her. She knew Tempest so well. And this was a huge part of the reason why she was so in love with her.

Another thing that Tempest didn't really like much was sharing. But if it would feel good for Zowie... She shifted her body a bit to make room for Max as he moved down beside her, tilting her head in such a way that both of their tongues were able to play upon Zowie's lovely pussy. The way the girl moaned and shivered made Tempest's own body tingle all over and she pressed both of her thighs tightly together to provide at least some sort of stimulation for herself.

Tempest had never gone down on any woman other than Zowie. She had never even kissed another girl. But she loved it. Truly. And as Zowie began to suck Max's dick, what small part of it would fit into her mouth anyway, Tempest made it her goal to get Zowie off, to make her moan and writhe upon that bed. She wanted Max, by proxy, to feel just how good she made Zowie feel. So as her tongue worked her clit, she pushed her fingers into her tightness and began to stroke the inner walls of her cunt as well, working her way deep enough inside her to find her g-spot which she began to manipulate just as skillfully with her fingers as she did her clit with her tongue.